A parent scared of letting their child(ren) out of their sight to travel to/from a neighborhood park, friend's house, community pool or walk to school for fear of being reported to Child Protective Services (CPS), or their child(ren) being picked up (abducted) by the police and delivered to CPS. These parents would normally be fine with letting their children be unsupervised for such excursions, but have been closely monitoring the news of the couple in Maryland who have had ideological clashes with CPS and by extension, the police. This case has sparked a national debate as to whether these parents actually neglected their children in any way, and further, how helicopter parenting has raised a generation of helpless children to adulthood (millennials) who now expect the government and society to protect and coddle them, and who are in turn projecting these values onto modern GenX parents.
Dan and Mary are such free range chickens; they won't let their kids walk to the park anymore. They used to be free-rangers.
The classy way to describe someone who has spent way to much time in the sun or tanning bed. The word derives from red and orange. The perma-i-will-have-skin-cancer-very-soon "tan" that is more red than sea side glow. Usually accompanied with facial grease. Taking a break in the shade or using sun screen is not an option. Also the product of too many intoxicated days in the sun.
Photographs will never turn out good, especially when paired with others not suffering from this discoloration.
Wow she has a serious case of rey-door-range, its all I can see!
They rey-door-range has got (him/her) look greasy and old!
The amount of technological knowledge one has without searching, Googling, or watching YouTube videos.
I've tried everything I know. That's the extent of my technological range of motion.
The range of varying times, circumstances, events or actions that elevate oneself to reaching the point where one just says Fuck It.
Generally, the Fuck It range starts at the low end of the trend line and progresses to the pinnacle where one rattles off a resounding “Fuck It” verbal tirade of varying degree.
Once the top end of the Fuck It Range is reached, and the “Fuck It” has been proclaimed, the outcomes will vary and are completely situational.
My boss continues to take all the credit for my work and gets a big bonus and I keep getting crumbs. I’m in the Fuck It Range and one more time I’m done and it’s over.
I spent 45 minutes trying to fix that leaking faucet. I hit the fuck it range after I busted my knuckle twice. But I got it fixed.
Every day my wife puts me in the fuck it range with her incessant nagging about the skid marks in my underwear when she does laundry. Next time I just won’t wipe at all.
My fuck it range is short today. Try me. Seriously. Try me.
Bitch I’ve reached the fuck it range. I don’t care if you are his momma Imma knock your ass out.
Meeting partners irl instead of on dating apps.
Friend: you pull on tinder?
Me: naw, I only do free-range dating. I go outside.
A Asian word for dildo, also a common curry dish.
I had a huge mouth full of rang dang last night, it was too salty.
what you call a fatty that got the superman from across the room
I was desperate last night, so I got me a long range hippo.